Nobody’s home anymore

Had another session with Dietician. Why do I let it torture me so? The session just sucks the wind out of my sails, sucks out the life and makes me a ghost. I hate living in this body with everyone else. I hate feeling dirty and unclean. I hate that I can’t get off the […]

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“It’s always something.”

I woke up to myself this morning. I felt unreal but more like my real self than I had in days. I quickly did a backwards inventory of Monday, Sunday, Saturday, and Friday. I couldn’t find myself in any of those days. I scurried around the house looking for traces of my existence over the […]

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